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funny, but I think a bit about our biology is exciting." Patchara nods. So you have your nine subjects together when you arrive in the dining room. "By next Friday we now have time to transmit the data," says Henley. "Now we schau'n but first you have to fill!" Well, a dining room, what to report on it big? Henley looks around. Herold grape is grown again. It also shows for the first time older students. They come and go as they apparently are funny. Locker is the mood that's still going to be disciplined. The freedom with which one provides the students appear to be fruit. You sit down at a place and eat free. "What's next on the program, women's secretary?" Ask Henley. Again, you control your Comm with eyes and muttering "let's see ..." "Oho, look here. Inter-regional communication and beautiful, what a coincidence" They seek more details: Room E12, this is the ground floor. In an hour. Since I'm excited. " You are about sixty minutes later before E12 with like-minded about twenty. About half consists of Ruba and Eemits. As expected, missing Herold. A particularly Eemit leisurely approaching. It is the teacher in the fold inter-regional communication with Heexio Palk. He holds his Comm outside the door, it opens. The children pure flow, Henley and Patchara you make, you can find place side by side in the second row, almost entirely outside. Heexio goes very slowly up to his teacher's chair, unpacked his belongings and then slowly turns to the blackboard. Blink! Two big excited eyes in the door. Henley noticed it immediately, he nudges Patchara. On tiptoe sneaks the new kid, and he looks diligently for a place. Then he explodes! He started sprinting, wutscht around the corners in the second row and landed directly on the free space on the bench next to the very outside Patchara Petch-a boon. Some of the students giggle, including Henley and Patchara. The young Ruba panting heavily, but is satisfied. He smiles. Heexio Palk is only now finished on the board. Only his name he has written down the whole time. The one student was late to him remains closed. Even now he is dedicated to prefer his script, he rummages around in it lazily. The two big eyes Patchara curiously. "Hello Hello, I'm Svinenysh!" Then he asks "You are who?" "I'm Patchara" she says, holding out her hand. "And I'm Henley" - he also gives him his hand. Ruba Svinenysh the blink, he considers what to do now. Then he just takes his hands and shakes it in the same machine-gun speed. "Patschala, Henley, Svinenysh: Good hello," he says happily and a little too loud. Therefore, he lets go and holds the same hand over her mouth. He made really small. "Where have you been all this time?" Ask Patchara. Svinenysh whispers: "I run great and I hunger ..." He pulls a sad face misery. Patchara is concerned: "Then we go right after class in the cafeteria," she says. Since you are sitting now side by side in rows, the three of the inter-regional communication. The lessons follow from now on, only half-heartedly. It's also off to sleep even though Heexio Palk's really hard. But a hundred and fifty years Eemit and twelve-year students hold different tempos. Patchara and Henley are looking forward to learning about your new colleagues in more detail. Svinenysh yourself constantly looking at the clock built into his Ruba-Comm. He's great seems hungry. He often keeps his stomach. Then again, he pretends he is in deep sleep, just to practice with the fingers air gymnastics or track with the head of a fly that buzzes before Him through the classroom E12. (IX) Immediate life-prolonging measures Actually, Major-General Pavel Rebelkov every reason to be cheerful. Operation "New Order" is rapidly growing. The whole team Alepto Retzlav in the first place is totally with the matter. Delicate threads are woven with the Royal troops over there in the indicators system. Top priority is its secrecy. Although Leviathan Westerburg far as the sparse military did his cousin Queen monitor Hypatia I, but it is really only considered to recruit one hundred percent loyalty line supporters for the new job. An endeavor that requires a lot of logistics in the human and technical fields. But Rebelkov has excellent relations. Yes, everything is fine until the appointment tomorrow. Helga has reminded him again until five minutes ago about it: morning at nine stands at a check-up at Queen's personal physician, Prof. Dr. Theo Plus Noktios. Although Rebelkov knows the Dr. for over twenty years, He has remained a man Theo Plus Noktios closed. His private life is unknown, except for the fact that he has never married. However, there are rumors about him are so incredible that you can only shake his head. What should have happened since then in his dissertation celebration ... outrageous! What is agreed, however, all are closed, his high reputation and excellent medical expertise. He is the best. It covers only a handful of selected private patients from the realm of the Regental family. Rebelkov remembers him mainly as a clone specialist. Because what he had for him. He was about sixteen years before Him. The general knows that he has a iPS clone. He is also known that it grows up shielded from the outside top of the mountain sanatorium old rose. Is it so much that he needs spare parts? For a better understanding of this point, once the former issue of Dr. Theo Plus Noktios: "Because it will be important to your future, my dear Rebelkov, we will create for them a clone from induced pluripotent cells. We called the genes Oct4, Sox2, Klf4, c-Myc activate and then select for accordingly. By growth factors and genetic manipulation, they are then differentiated into gametes. These are primal-methylated and transplanted into an artificial womb. " Rebelkovs clone is thus no where cells are seeded and recombined clone but a real in every sense of the word. It is made of one hundred percent own cell material. This person who grows up under the name of Envy Palmgren far away in the mountain sanatorium old rose is an exact, although younger mirror image of the old general. Envy itself has no idea of all this. He was told he is an orphan. So much for the past, now rapidly back to the here and now, and thus to the forthcoming appointment tomorrow. "Let's see what he finds all this time again," thinks Rebelkov with very mixed feelings. Makes him queasy, the invitation itself which consists of only two words, "routine internal investigation." It is true Rebelkov has gelumpt earlier, as they say. Less with the opposite sex, more because of the career. The young Major was doing everything to get ahead professionally. Booze coupled with high nicotine consumption in the old barracks of Trymoo were often on the program. The next day a Roba blowing hunting in the swamps of the trot Andes. Even with superior weapons poses such a hazard hunt. The width of the dense undergrowth is still your domain. Her grim expression reminiscent of the distant relationship of tame Ruba. The Roba are bipedal, just like pigs, but very wild. to hunt on the forest moon of damp, rugged terrain in this highly intelligent wild boar Rotten and massacre from hardened. He almost went on it once currencies even as a spear while his left side above the pelvic bone pierced. Although no bodies have been affected but the bacterial infection, then was hearty. For years he had had to take antibiotics. Rebelkov is of the sort that leaves the other whining. Plucked him once again a new niggles it is like this in another form to his subordinates. Humanity is a foreign word for him. He is so real excited to see what the butcher has to suspend him this time. After he had shooed some new, hard-working Ruba, the corners and seems intent only eaten something light for dinner, he lies unusually early to bed. Intensive Medical Research Institute of Her Majesty's a cold commercial buildings. "Chair: Prof. Dr. Theo Noktios Plus" stands on the marble plaque at the entrance. Major General Pavel Rebelkov does not require a date or even a waiting room. The nurse at the reception, probably even a doctor agreed, once the professor. Not five minutes later, this will appear in person at the scene. Dr. Theo Noktios Plus, the ascetic is a remarkable phenomenon. Impossible to take in the wild, such a person. Although he abhors any kind of sport is not an ounce too much of him. Although he is heart and soul of medicine but he rejects all types of pills or miracle mouth. "In the hospital, the sick people" is one of his favorite quotes. In his gleaming white coat, he walks to the front desk. "Ah, Rebelkov" he said, "here we go." He greeted him with a handshake. "Good morning, sir," said the general. "Let the professor away Rebelkov that you get paid," replied Noktios. "The doctor I've bought it. Professor, you make one so that students can attend an intelligent. " Then the doctor shows his hand back into the building. They walk inside. "So, Rebelkov, I heard you are busy ..." he is the best. The general has no idea how he knows this already. "Yeah," he says hesitantly, "It is good." "But Rebelkov, I know that. Are you a man possessed, just like me. I like that. Our scrap metal casings are faulty. They are full almost before it. " This metaphor means Noktios the human body. He continues: "However, few of the best things to do, which are greater than your own insignificance. Rather than one hundred days one days lion sheep, eh? " Rebelkov does it all just like that first note. He knows his Pappenheimer and knows that it can easily get worse. His private laboratory was soon reached. A golden door sign betrays this in addition. Apparently there are Comm, or the GPS receiver to open up automatically command the door, so you go inside. Inside were two protagonists as you could hardly be more different. The one wearing the clothes of a technician and functional programming just how wild his eyes with Comm. The other is a doctor. Bright red spots on his otherwise impeccable white coat can be seen. It looks like he comes straight from the animal laboratory. "As you see, Rebelkov, we have bigger with you before," says Noktios. "Let me introduce you. On the left Dr. Septimus Koldrust, head of the Laboratory of Genetic Mechanics Rebelkov He nods to the aforementioned back. "To the right we have the Mecha-Tec Dr. Tilon Abendroth by the Institute of Applied Cybernetics and robot technology, also here Lyporo." Rises again Rebelkov nods shortly, the addressed only briefly to look, then he was back at one with his Comm. Noktios is satisfied. No one has ever seen open laughter, but now he seems happy. It is he seems impressed by this, by Him arranged setup. "Gentlemen, I need you like. But first, my dear general, I look a closer look at me. " He is preceded in his consulting room, Rebelkov in tow. The General sits on the spectators. Noktios closes the door. "Rebelkov feel like you are" the doctor asks as he sits down behind his desk space. "Well, it works. Sometimes a bit tired, but on the whole I am satisfied, "says this. Noktios turns his pen between his fingers, he begins: "Believe me, Rebelkov in these areas is already some patients anything but the truth was told ..." Rebelkov looks at him, Noktios continues. "In your case we will, however, about exactly what we intend to inform." The general is now very tense. What's next? Dr. Tippett Noktios briefly what in his Comm. "Even in your last check was clearly established that somatic your overall health is far